So what's the moral of this story? Aside from 'lesbians hold grudges'?
woke up with 15 BAGS of hot dog buns in my passenger seat... jameson strikes again
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
Are you really this nice or are you just trying to get in my pants?
Both?
Yea, remember to blow out the fire from flaming shots. Unless you want burnt lips. Just saying, I'm an example of ignorance and intoxication.
I was like a damn cattle dog, I separated all the sheep, I can wing man for anyone on this campus.
He sat on me and said I owed him $10, when I asked why he just said "lap dance"
My dad made a joke about you sending me strippers for valentine's day so clearly everything here is normal
I come from a long history of big boobed German, Swedish, and Irish women. And then there's me. Mother nature was like "Naaaaaaah."
he was high. i was rolling face. we were both wearing grateful dead t shirts. at that point it's like we had no choice but to fuck
Also I'm so used to having sex with river guides that when he pulled out a condom I was actually surprised
We had sex on his grandparents floor... the taxidermy deer was staring at me the whole time!
that moment you remember partying with someone several years ago.. and don't remember if you slept with them or not.
Oh and people at work think i got knocked up so my gay roomie is claiming it as his lol
Looking back, we probably shouldn't have chased alcohol with more alcohol
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